The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

　　In China, there is a teahouse on the roadside of Fangzhen, a place where monks who have not become immortals gather.

"Hey, did you hear Lao Luo? Yang Jian, the disciple of the Jade Ding, and the big demon'Crazy Bone' who fought half a step against the border of Nanfang Buzhou, fighting for seven days and seven nights, when the big demon was about to break through Da Luo, The demon soul was slashed by Yang Jian with a sword, and he fell abruptly!"

　　 "This matter has been spread all over, okay? We have no news in this small place, and those fairy cities have been spreading everywhere two days ago."

"What the fierce battle for seven days and seven nights? That's a false rumor!" The big man smiled happily, "That is the reason why the great avenue is insufficiency. That crazy bone is not half a big Luo, but Having already been promoted to Daluo, the disciples of the Jade Ding also used such a few days to kill the monster!"

　　 There was another uproar in the teahouse, and all the talks and talks made Yang Jian's battle against the dead bone big demon added fuel and jealousy.

　　 For a time, Yang Jian, the disciple of the Jade Ding, was raised to the level of the Daluo Jinxian, and he had such a combat power because of his short practice for five hundred years. He was talked about and said that the saint was invincible.

　　Fang town is mostly the place where casual cultivators gather. Although there are a few immortals, they can’t be compared with those immortal cities.

　　 But the news in many fairy cities is even more mysterious...

　　 What Yang Jian fought against the big demon Crazy Bone, involving more than a dozen Human Race Daluo and Demon Race Daluo secretly shot, abruptly smashed more than a hundred mountains.

　　 also said that Crazy Bone was not dead, but turned into a magic weapon in Yang Jian's hands, the power is comparable to the innate spirit treasure...

　　 and so on.

　　 But for the next half month, Yang Jian did not show up.

　　 It is rumored in the Central China that Yang Jian went to hunt for treasure under the robbery cloud of Nanfangbuzhou. The Da Luo Jinxian of the Yao and Human races all lost Yang Jian's whereabouts.

　　 This gave Yang Jian a layer of misty color. Whether it is immortal immortals or unimmortal monks, they all talk about it...

　　 Qianyuan Mountain, Jinguangdong, under the crooked neck tree in front of the cave.

　　 The real Taiyi wears a blue robe, and he sways a pu fan in his hand. He is a bit nondescript, but his posture is free and unfettered.

　　 When the cultivation base has reached his level, it is not rare that he is fascinating and not eating fireworks. What is rare is that he is like this, playing the world, without hindrance, this is the real free person.

　　 "Hahaha, my master nephew is really good, the Eighty-Nine Profound Art is really amazing!"

　　 Madam Taiyi squinted his eyes, and the spirit beads beside him stretched out bitterly.

　　 The real man Yuding sits aside quietly tasting tea, one action seems to be thousands of years, this is another realm.

　　 "Brother, I have also comprehended the Eight or Nine Profound Techniques, so I shouldn't have such a skill."

Master Taiyi asked the doubts in his mind: "If you say that my nephew has cultivated to the seventh stage of the Eighty-Nine Profound Art, then I can still understand. But this fifth stage has not yet reached the level... It doesn't make sense."

　　 The real Jade Ding put down the teacup in his hand, the mysterious mood slowly dissipated, and he was able to retract and release freely.

　　 "The Eight or Nine Profound Art is the Eight or Nine Profound Art. Dao ancestors haven't modified it. How dare I repair it?"

　　 Yuding did not tell the truth, because this is the biggest secret for Yang Jian. If one person knows it, there will be more protection in the future.

　　 Even if he is the best real Taiyi, Yu Ding is silent.

　　 Taiyi didn't realize that the honest person was not honest this time, so he thought a little, and smiled: "But what kind of treasures have you eaten and forged a tyrannical body?"

　　 "Yes, nor is it."

　　 "Oh?" Madam Taiyi was a little strange, staring at Yuding, "Should be my side to play dumb riddles, although I am not as good as you, but throwing treasures can also knock you down!"

　　 Yuding said with a light smile: "When my disciple was practicing outside, I met a great power who obtained the blood of the ancestral witch and refined himself."

　　 "Ancestral witch essence and blood?" Madam Taiyi stopped shaking his fan, and pointed his finger downwards, "That one? Oh, no wonder."

　　 Yuding laughed and didn't say anything, and when he clicked it, he let the real Taiyi imagine himself.

　　 Ling Zhuzi was listening in the clouds, but his mind was not on the conversation between the two big men.

　　 As long as he thinks about it, next time he sees Junior Brother Yang Jian, Yang Jian proposes to discuss with him, how can he be the opponent of Yang Jian, who fought hard against the three monsters and cut the big Luo for half a step?

This is how to do?

　　 The word ‘senior brother’ hasn’t been enjoyed by myself, so I’m going to change it?

　　 "Junior Brother Yang Jian is too..." Ling Zhuzi planned to say the word ‘enchanting’, but didn’t dare to say it in front of Master Yuding. It took a long time to say: "Too excellent."

　　 The real Taiyi touched his palm and laughed, and Yu Ding also smiled at Ling Zhuzi and said two words of encouragement.

　　 Madam Taiyi looked at Yuding and asked, "Brother, when are you going to stay with me?"

　　 "Until the day when my disciple rescues his mother," Yu Ding said calmly, "I rarely do it, and others don't know how my supernatural powers are, but you have a good reputation, brother."

　　 Taiyi nodded, not paying attention, and said: "Okay, let's talk about a few games."

　　 "I'm not very proficient in this."

　　 "That's not bad, I still have a good point that can humiliate you!" Madam Taiyi said with a smile, and set up the chess game.

　　 Both of them held chess in one hand and counted in the other. The gods were fighting, and the forehead of the Lingzhuzi next to him was sweating.

　　 The words Yuding said earlier actually mean very cryptic.

　　 If Yang Jian is in danger, it will take less time for the two of them to work together to rush, and Taiyi’s name is not reasonable, so it will be much easier to act.

　　 True Master Taiyi didn't care, and immediately agreed; he also wanted Yang Jian and Ling Zhuzi to take care of each other in the future, naturally, he didn't want Yang Jian to die.

　　 The two of them played chess more and more slowly, and when they reached the back, they only dropped two or three pieces a day.

　　 Next to Ling Zhuzi closed his eyes and practiced, always feeling that he wasted too much time on his previous practice...

　　 Demons, in the junction of West Niu Hezhou, Nandanbuzhou, and Central China, somewhere deep in the mountains and forests with poor mountains and bad waters.

　　A azure light fell from the clouds and got into a cave; the azure light continued to fly for more than a thousand miles before reaching a magnificent city opened underground.

　　 This is the powerhouse of the demons.

　　 The blue light submerged into the city, conveying a piece of divine thought, and a tyrannical aura vibrated. I don't know that a geometric monster was awakened.

　　 After a while, more than a dozen monsters of Da Luo showed their true appearances and gathered in a hall. Under a semi-destructive clay sculpture, their spiritual thoughts converged, and they were discussing something.

　　 A female voice hesitated a little: "The saint disciple, or the one from Yuxu Palace, it's better not to provoke it."

　　 "Not to provoke? I waited to provoke him? He was killing my rookie monster!" There was a domineering male voice full of anger, "I came out and killed that Yang Jian!"

There was another old voice reprimanding: "You are trying to cause a great disaster for my monster race! It is not easy for the empress to hold me until now! If the saint of Yuxu Palace gets angry, my monster race can survive again. geometry?"

　　 "That Yang Jian has a lot of background, but it's not impossible to get rid of it."

In the corner of 　　, a monster beast with a human face lay there, with four eyes and eight ears, and a coat of golden hair.

　　 The demon said slowly: "Even though there are so many powerful interpretations in teaching, but now the robbery is rising and the secrets are now appearing, it is precisely the amount of calamity aimed at Taoism. There must be a fight between interpretation and teaching."

　　 "If we want to get rid of Yang Jian, we can think about it from here. In the middle of the teaching, I have many demons. With a little calculation, we can let a section of the teaching fairy go to Yang Jian for provocation. As long as this fairy dies, Yang Jian will be a disaster."

　　 All the demon were silent, UU reading www.uukanshu.com has another cold voice: "If Yang Jian doesn't kill the demon, what about?"

　　 "Oh, as long as they have done anything, it is not Yang Jian's decision to kill or not to kill. For a small child, how can it be calculated?"

　　 A gentle smile appeared at the corner of the face of the demon, but the demon shuddered.

　　 "We can also make more preparations. I have a blood-resolving knife here. Although it is broken, it can still do the same thing..."

　　 "Blood-changing knife? Shut up the teaching ten days?"

　　 "This matter needs to be calculated carefully, so as not to provoke the two teachers."

　　 "It's not unfeasible."

　　 The divine minds are constantly entangled in the temple, but every strategy is constantly determined.

　　 Two days later, a few breaths quietly disappeared in the underground city, without a trace.

　　……

　　 Dongsheng Shengzhou, the mountain of thunder and drums.

　　 There are hordes of fierce beasts living in this mountain, and they are shrouded by clouds all the year round. The wind and thunder are constant. Many tribes in Dongyi are far away.

In the past few days, I don’t know who caused the dark clouds above Leigu Mountain. The thick dark clouds continue to roll, and thunder rushes from side to side. The fierce beasts all over Leigu Mountain also roar all day long, making Dongyi within a thousand miles away. The tribe panicked.

　　 They sent someone to check and found that someone was practicing thunder in the dark clouds. They knew that this was not a great supernatural power that their tribes could contend with, so they didn't dare to bother and stay away.

　　 After fourteen consecutive days, Wan Lei's hustle and bustle finally faded away.

　　 A figure jumped out in the dark clouds, his clothes all in tatters, and his hair was scorched and black, very embarrassed.

　　 The immortal boat, hiding hundreds of miles away, flew quickly. The figure grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, jumped into the immortal boat, and flew towards the East China Sea, nowhere to be seen.